Chapter 65: The Spirit of the Dragon Appears for the First Time, the Young and Reckless

"Li Qing kneels in the main hall."

"A group of gray-robed elders sat around him with solemn expressions, giving off a very oppressive vibe."

"Among them, some were angry, some were cautious, some frowned, and some shook their heads and sighed."

Li Qing had been kneeling like this since morning, while the elders were discussing how to deal with him.

"He is so arrogant that he dares to hurt my Shuoji Temple disciples in public. He should be whipped and punished. He must not be allowed to leave easily."

"Elder He, calm down. He is so young and yet he can fight five people alone. It is obvious that he has a natural talent for martial arts. I think this is worth discussing."

"What's the use of being gifted? With his bad behavior and character, he will only bring disaster to the peace of Shuoji Temple."

"He is still a child after all. Why not let him do hard labor in my menial yard? It can be considered a small punishment."

"No! He must be severely punished."

"The more you indulge this kind of wild boy, the more rampant he will become."

Just as the elders were arguing.

The leading old monk slowly opened his eyes.

"Okay, stop arguing."

The voice was not loud, but it revealed an unquestionable meaning. After the words fell, all the elders shut their mouths and said no more.

The old monk looked at Li Qing and said:

"Child, let me ask you, why do you want to come to my Shuoji Temple to learn martial arts?"

“To find the limit.”

"Limit?" The old monk was puzzled.

"You are just being mysterious and talking nonsense!" The elder who had been demanding severe punishment just now continued to snort in dissatisfaction.

Li Qing didn't say anything. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling something.

The sudden strange behavior made all the elders present look confused.

The old monk was just about to say something else.

suddenly.

There seemed to be a breeze blowing in the hall, and then the wind grew stronger and stronger, causing the bamboo curtains and books to flutter.

Seeing this scene, the elders were shocked. They stood up from their stools and stared at Li Qing.

I saw storm air began to gather around him, and as the air gathered, a faint light flashed on his body.

The airflow gradually became stronger, as if a dragon was dancing, occasionally accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar.

The elders were shocked, and then horrified.

"The spirit of the dragon?!"

"(⊙o⊙）"

"What is the setting of the Dragon Spirit?"

"The dragon? The Dragon King?"

"Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person."

"Hahaha, my sudden laugh of relief may not be special enough to make me unworthy of being the protagonist in Su Dada's writing."

"Think positively. It's a fantasy world, so it's not surprising that some monsters and demons appear in it."

"In front of the elders."

"Li Qing claimed that he was chosen by the dragon and was destined to become the dragon's descendant."

"Among all the spirits revered by the Ionians, the story of the dragon spirit is the most well-known and the one that can give people the most hope."

"The elders saw his extraordinary talent and the dragon fire flickering in him."

"then."

"They made an exception and took him in."

There was a loud "click" sound.

Li Qing, who had just entered the teenage years, stepped forward like a gust of wind and broke the thick wooden board in his senior brother's hand with one kick.

The power is so great that it is amazing.

However, he failed to control his strength, and the powerful recoil caused his brother to stagger a few steps and eventually fall backwards to the ground.

"Ouch!" The senior brother covered his aching wrist and rolled on the ground with a painful expression.

The air around seemed to freeze, filled with tension and awkwardness.

However, Li Qing just shook his head expressionlessly.

There was no apology in his eyes, and then he reached out his hand indifferently and pulled the other person up from the ground.

Yes.

Ever since he entered the temple, he seemed to have always been so arrogant, and his frivolous and arrogant attitude made him stand out from the other disciples.

Not only did he issue a challenge to all three generations of disciples when he first entered the temple, but he also beat them up.

He was even quite disrespectful to his martial arts master and elders. He would not listen to discipline, was unwilling to be bound, and even often quarreled with them.

Relying on his natural intelligence, he was arrogant and reckless, always wanting to prove himself and prove that his martial arts talent was unparalleled.

Even though he was chosen by the Dragon Spirit, his temper and character were still terrible, which gave the elders a headache.

Gradually, he was isolated, and in order to dampen his enthusiasm, the elders forbade him to practice martial arts like the other disciples.

He was assigned to the menial work yard, where he did the dirty and hard work of washing dishes, mopping the floor, and cleaning the temple every day.

"Oh no, now I'm really like a sweeping monk."

"He's so proud of his talent, so arrogant, so conceited. Why does he look a bit like Ryze?"

"Indeed, one is a magic genius, the other is a martial arts genius, and both are young and arrogant.

"After watching the invincible God in the beginning and then watching the part when he was a child, I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony."

"Yes, there is a little bit. It should be a dark history."

"Day after day, year after year."

"I never get the approval of the elders."

"Lee Sin began to grow impatient. He wanted to fulfill his wishes instead of wasting time on menial tasks."

"So one day, he sneaked into the secret library."

"Also, he found in ancient texts a method for summoning the spirit realm."

In the golden morning of Shuoji Temple, the sun shines through the layers of clouds and mist, shining on the martial arts field.

Li Qing sneaked out of the servants' yard early and hid behind a hidden big tree.

He knew that today was the day when the most respected martial arts instructor at Shuoji Temple was giving a lecture, and he had often come here secretly and hid behind this tree to listen in.

As usual, at noon, dozens of disciples lined up neatly in the center of the martial arts field.

After the instructor arrived, he counted the number of people and then began to teach the theory of martial arts.

"The way of martial arts is not only to strengthen the body, but also to achieve peace of mind."

"Remember, the release of power requires..."

Just when the instructor was explaining something very subtle and detailed.

"wrong!!"

A low shout interrupted his teaching.

Then, Li Qing walked out from behind the tree.

"Li Qing?"

The teacher looked at him in surprise. According to the temple rules, he should not be here.

But he did not expel him immediately, but asked:
"No? Why?"

"Because there is no limit to strength."

At this moment, Li Qing only wanted to use the divine power he had just realized.

So, everyone was dumbfounded.

His expression gradually became painful, as if an uncontrollable force was being stimulated from within his body.

Blurry shadows began to appear behind him.

Seeing this scene, everyone covered their mouths in shock.

That is--

dragon?
The instructor's pupils shrank slightly, as if he had anticipated something extraordinary.

"Li Qing, stop it now!!"

He was about to speak out to stop her, but——

Li Qing's eyes were emitting a bright golden light, and even blood was flowing out of his eye sockets.

"Since you are well versed in the true meaning of martial arts, then try to take this move!"

"Dragon!!"

Li Qing growled. At this moment, he seemed to have completely lost consciousness and was swallowed by the power of the dragon.

The right leg was like an arrow shot from a bow, and it suddenly disappeared from the spot with a strong wind and a thunderous sound.

When it appears again.

His figure has arrived in front of the mentor.

Under the other party's extremely panicked eyes, he kicked him hard in the chest.

The force was so strong that the instructor was like a small boat blown away by the huge waves. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

Instantly, the entire training ground fell into silence.

All the disciples stood there in shock, unable to believe their eyes.

But Li Qing had a faint sneer on his face, the power of the dragon had not faded yet, and he seemed to be cheering for his own victory.

The mentor lay on the ground motionless, foaming at the mouth, his face as pale as paper.

When the power of the dragon dissipated.

Li Qingcai suddenly woke up.

Seeing what he had done, he was horrified and regretful.

But, it's too late.

(End of this chapter)